‘NY’ by Melvoni is one of the five songs on Melvoni’s most recent EP, ‘WHO TF IS MELVONI?’ Releasing in March of 2020 and gaining over 500k views on youtube extremely fast. With many of his fans agreeing it is one of his best songs, going through the main struggles of growing up in the hood (Flatbus...
[Intro]
(J West Beats)
Uh
Uh
I'm from Brooklyn, nigga
Melvoni
[Verse 1]
I'm from a place where we fightin' to survive
A concrete jungle, where the demons come alive
Under the rubbles, where we live a life of crime
Where you gotta knuckle for your shit not to become mine
I live in an expensive city with no money
Where you gotta hustle and grind hard for every penny
Skip school every day 'cause this ain't shit that you can study
You lookin' for a come up, if you find one, you'll be lucky
And if you do, niggas bring you back down
If you gotta fight, fight, nigga, don't back down
And don't trust nobody, they'll leave you assed out
Let 'em know yo' body, ain't no goin' back now
In the nighttime, it's daylight 'cause the lights shine
'Til your eyes blind and you don't see nothin', you ain't see it comin'
Ever since a youngin' I was told I wouldn't be nothin'
But, nigga, fuck it
[Chorus]
I got a hunnid niggas hatin' on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
I got a hunnid prisons waitin' on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
I got bitches sendin' drops on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
White people callin' cops on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
[Verse 2]
Where you from? What you jack? Who you know?
What you doin' over here? Better know how to act
Better not be movin' scared and you better know how to share
No frontin', it ain't nothin' for me to put you in the air
Seein' people make me nervous, so I clutch on my pole
And that's just how I came up, I learned before years old
Niggas just grimy, all these lights block out the stars, they don't wanna see you shinin'
Nigga ain't no complainin', so I don't wanna see you whinin'
I might step in with my Timbs on
Had to grow up faster, lil' feet turn into a big stomp
Rocket in my pocket got me feelin' like I'm Kim Jong-un
Pull up to your door and I'm like, "Ding-dong, boom"
And that's word to my mother, niggas could get smacked up
Even NYPD, him and all his back-up
I'ma spank a nigga so I might throw on these black ups
Who you bank with, nigga? 'Cause I'm lookin' for a come up
[Chorus]
I got a hunnid niggas hatin' on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
I got a hunnid prisons waitin' on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
I got bitches sendin' drops on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
White people callin' cops on me
Nigga, I'm from New York (New York)
[Outro]
New York, New York
New York, New York (I got a hunnid niggas–)
New York (Nigga, I'm from New York), New York (Prisons waitin' on me)
New York (Nigga, I'm from New York), New York
NY was written by Melvoni.
NY was produced by Harry Westlake.